Potty Training, Part IV

We now have a full-time big boy underwear wearer - even at night! Yay! He had been waking up dry for a while now, and a few times he would even wake up during the night and yell, "Mom! I gotta pee pee! MOM!"

So about a week ago, I decided to make the switch to underwear at night. He was so proud of himself, and has kept his bed dry ever since!

Of course, there have been a few (4 so far) accidents (one was right after he caught his fish at the campground. He must have been excited!), but he is doing so awesome. A couple of times, he's actually been able to stop himself long enough to tell me and for me to get him to the bathroom so he can finish! It's sad, but a little cute, that he gets so upset when he has one. He cries. The last time it happened, he came running up to me crying and said, "Mommy! I pee peed in my underpants!"

"It's ok, Owen. Do you have to pee more?"

"But I got pee pee on my underpants!"

I have to reassure him for a while that it happens sometimes. I guess it's good that he gets upset - makes him more motivated NOT to do it.

Johnna said that the other day he got like 2 dribbles on his underpants and had tears in his eyes. Poor guy, just wants to keep his underpants dry! : )

Owen caught an 8" bass in the kid's fishing tournament at the campground over Labor Day. He lost the title for Smallest Fish by 1", but he was so proud and excited that he caught one!

Pooping on the potty has gone awesome since that first night he went. He prefers to use his Elmo potty for pooping, but has gone many times without, too, when we are out and about. He also will normally stand when he pees, but for some reason he makes me shake it : ) He tells me he has to pee and I tell him to go, and then he'll yell at me, "Waggle my pee pee!" all mad, like how dare I assume he could shake his own. It's kind of strange, because any other time, "pee pee" is pee and "wee wee" is his weiner. Haha, I just said weiner. Maybe he says it that way because I'm shaking the pee off of it. Anyway, he also informed me that he would help potty train the baby. He said, "I'm going to waggle her pee pee and wipe her butt!" I told him girls don't have wee wees, and then he told me, "Daddy doesn't have a wee wee!" I told him I was going to tell Daddy he said that and he just laughed. What a silly billy.

I had my regular doctor appointment today and everything is looking good. She didn't say anything about my ultrasound results, so I asked her what the deal was. She said no news is good news, but she looked it up on the computer (thank goodness everything is computerized and fast these days!) and said everything looked normal. Yay!

20 Weeks

Holy moly, I'm halfway through this pregnancy! I'm not really sure how I feel about that. I think I'm ready for time to sloooow down a bit. So much to do in the next few months!

First off, here is a picture of my baby bump at 20 weeks, 2 days:

Cute, huh? ; )

I'm bigger at this point than I was with Owen, but that's normal for baby #2. Weight gain is around 5-6 lbs, depending on what time of day I weigh myself. : ) I felt baby kicks earlier this time around, too, which is awesome. With Owen it was around 20 weeks, this time around it was about 18 weeks. They feel stronger this time, too, which I think is also normal because everything has been stretched out once already (which is why you show sooner, too). The kicks can already be felt from the outside, but they are still pretty unpredictable, so no one but me has felt them yet.

On Monday, I had my 20 week ultrasound. I was so excited/nervous/anxious for it! Baby's health is #1 concern, of course, but I was also excited to find out what I've got cooking in there. I was hoping baby would be in a position that we would be able to see the all important "potty shot", and luckily, SHE was in the perfect position. That's right, I'm cooking up a GIRL! I had the feeling early in pregnancy that it was a girl. I don't know why, it's just what my heart felt. Pregnancy has been a little different this time around, so maybe that's why. Owen has been an easy child since conception. This time around I've dealt with:

-Nausea, almost every day of my first trimester
-Dizziness, to the point where I've almost passed out about a dozen times
-Sensitivity to heat from the sun. There have been multiple times that I've had to go lay down inside because the sun was just zapping all my energy and making me feel sick.
-Heightened sense of smell. If I had this with Owen, I didn't notice it. This time around, I definitely notice it, and I don't really like it.

But I guess that's about it. Otherwise, things are going very well. So anyway, at the beginning of pregnancy, I was convinced it was a girl and kept having dreams that it was, but in the last month or so, my dreams switched over and it was a boy every time. So when Monday rolled around, I was very undecided as to what I thought it was. I think deep down I thought it was a boy, but I wanted it to be a girl. I knew Ryan thought it was a boy, so when we went in for the ultrasound and the lady asked if we had a feeling, I said girl because Ryan said boy, and Owen said boy, even though that morning he had said girl. And when she found the right angle, even I could tell by looking at it that I was RIGHT! (Dear Lord, let it be right! I plan on getting rid of all of Owen's old clothes!) When the tech said it looks like a girl, I told Owen that and he argued with the tech! "No, it's a boy baby!" And he later told my mom on the phone that it was a boy. Little stinker. He's coming around, though!

The tech then went about her business, trying to find the right spots to get pictures of everything she needs. The only bummer is that the tech really can't tell you anything concrete about the baby's health. Everything has to be looked at by the radiologist. So we left there knowing (hopefully!) that the baby's a girl, but not knowing if she's actually healthy or not. On the bright side, it has been four days since then, and I haven't gotten any phone calls or messages, so hopefully that is good news. I do have a doctor's appointment on Monday, but I'm hoping that if there was anything wrong, they would let us know ASAP.

We took Owen with us the the ultrasound, which I thought was going to be a good idea, but looking back, I sort of wish we hadn't. I thought he'd be more interested in the baby, but he just wanted to play and eat and be sort of distracting for Ryan. Luckily, the tech and the student that was with her were really nice and didn't mind the little boy making noises and running in circles in the room, but I'm pretty sure Ryan was too distracted to really get to enjoy it (but on the other hand, I don't know how interested he was in the first place. Not because he's not excited or whatever, but it's just different for Dad's until baby is actually here). I also forgot how long it takes. We were in there for around an hour, and I think we were all getting a little restless. It's not very comfortable for me to lie on my back like that for so long.

We didn't get many good pictures because her back was towards my belly button, but here are a few shots from the ultrasound:

This shows her nose, lips, cheek and shoulder. The rest of her face is in shadow. Can you see it? Her nose is straight up from the yellow word "LIPS" and her lips are to the right of that. Remember, she is face down. This was to check for cleft palate.

3D pictures are CREEPY looking! Little "Skeletor" looks even extra creepy because of the angle the tech had to go at to get her profile. There's lots of fluid and stuff kind of distorting the picture a little more than normal. As you can see, it appears as if she's about to suck her thumb : )

That's about it for pictures. There are a few more of the 3D ones, but they are even more creepy and distorted than this one, so they aren't really worth showing.

So now I'm looking forward to Monday's regular doctor appointment to hopefully find out that everything looks A-OK! Wish us luck!